Unforeseen Event

As soon as Fang Bie poked his head out, he was hit by a wave of foul stench. Having grown accustomed to the pure, impurity-free air of that other world, he found this atmosphere incredibly stifling.

However, Tony and Yinsen did not share Fang Bie's revulsion. They still possessed their previous memories and knew how wretched the environment in this cave was, so they adapted to it quickly.

Tony sometimes even felt that his survival must have been God's will. Otherwise, under such poor sanitary conditions and such sweltering heat, it was a miracle that he had survived such a crude surgery without dying of infection.

After experiencing a long period of dizziness, Fang Bie finally recovered from the environment. After all, he possessed extensive social experience and knew that he could not let his personal emotions affect his upcoming actions.

Tony was the first to walk out of the door, taking command of the situation. "We don't have much time. Two days ago, when Yinsen and I entered this stone door, it was exactly their breakfast time. We have a 15-minute window during this period. This is the latrine and drainage channel; we can only stay here for three or four minutes at most. We need to head out soon."

Fang Bie nodded. "I understand! Let's see if the plan works first!"

He casually pulled an iron pickaxe from his chest, as it seemed this world had not disabled his inventory ability.

At this moment, Yinsen also skillfully took a bucket of water from his backpack, waiting for Fang Bie to open a hole in the wall.

Tony had already put on the clothes hanging by the wall. "I'll go out and distract them. You two stay safe!"

Having confirmed that his equipment slots were accessible, he finally let go of his inner tension and anxiety. He walked out with a slightly hurried pace, not even glancing at the food roasting over the fire, and instead picked up a hammer and began to swing it.

The reason he was imprisoned here was that these terrorists wanted him to replicate the Jericho Missile, which was why they had this array of tools and equipment.

It was precisely because of these tools that Yinsen had been able to build an electromagnet to hold the shrapnel in his chest, preventing the iron elements in his blood from flowing into his heart and killing him.

Yet, in Fang Bie's world, Tony could clearly feel that the wounds on his body were gradually healing, and the tearing pain emanating from his chest was diminishing day by day.

Therefore, the blue Arc Reactor in his chest had gradually become a source of external energy rather than a life-sustaining necessity.

But as a geek, Tony didn't think this thing was unsuitable for him at all; on the contrary, he thought it was cool, so he never considered removing it.

Because of the surgery on his chest, a hole had formed, which became the most fitting place to mount such an Arc Reactor.

Just as he walked to the door and swung the hammer in his hand, the guards who had been resting for a while returned and turned their attention back to the monitors.

A few minutes later, Yinsen also emerged from the narrow hole inside the cave, rubbing his stomach as if he were feeling a bit unwell.

The guards stared at the monitors with boredom. Because there had been no results for over ten days, their boss was losing patience and had ordered them to keep a constant watch.

However, these guards were very impatient. When they saw the two men swinging hammers and tools just like every other day, roasting the so-called missile they were building over the fire, they went off to do their own things. Everyone was busy; who had the time to stare at them all day long?

They had sealed the place up tight, so not even a fly could get in, and they weren't worried about the two guys inside causing any major trouble.

Even if they tried to rush out, they would be riddled with bullets by countless guns the moment they stepped through the door, with no chance of survival.

It was precisely because of this lax attitude among the guards that the two men had been able to build most of the armor over the past half-month without any mishaps.

Yinsen quietly walked over to Tony, who was still smithing, and put on his suit jacket.

In reality, if the guards had observed closely, they would have noticed that the two men, who should have been smithing shirtless, were now fully dressed and busy packing small items from around the room into their pockets.

This "stuffing into pockets" was merely a cover; both men possessed personal inventories, and in that instant, they had already placed all the items they deemed important into them.

So, if anyone had been watching the monitors, they would have seen a bizarre sight.

Even though it was just two people tidying up, they were stuffing almost everything on the table into their pockets, yet there was no sign of any weight or burden on their bodies.

Most of Tony's own belongings had been confiscated; what he was collecting were the materials he had crafted during this time, as well as the blueprints scattered on the table.

As the place where Iron Man truly emerged, he certainly couldn't abandon the inspirations that struck him in moments of brilliance, and instead, he kept strengthening his training in this regard.

When he discovered the strange monsters in the world of MC, this idea became even more solidified.

"Fang Bie has found a hole that can release water. He said he will create an infinite water source at the highest point of our cave and release it directly from the top into every cave."

Yinsen whispered to Tony while pretending to draw blueprints for him.

"We should both stand together, put the door in place before the water arrives, and then..." Tony reminded him in a very low voice, casually slipping an arm-guard-like object onto his arm.

"We've spent so long making this armor, we'll just have to test it after we escape!" he said with a sigh, though there was no melancholy in his eyes, only determination.

"Heh!" Yinsen smiled. "I don't have such thoughts. I just want to return to my village and see my parents."

Although he was a high-IQ medical doctor, his simplest desire was to return home. Although Fang Bie, having read the original work, actually knew that this extraordinary doctor's parents had long since passed away, it seemed he simply wanted to go home.

Tony didn't know this. He patted the other man on the shoulder and said firmly, "My plan is foolproof. We can both go home!"

Just at that moment, a discordant note rang out from outside the door: "Open the door! I want to talk to them!"

Tony's brow furrowed, his expression turning grim. He glanced at Yinsen. "Is everything packed?"

Yinsen understood his meaning immediately. He quickly shoved the last teacup from the table into his backpack, threw on his jacket, and sprinted toward the wall at the back.

"Go!" Tony followed closely behind, and the moment the door swung open, the two of them dove into the small cave behind!